Blacktail Deer Plateau buddy system

Behati felt powerful - and flattered. The scrappy wolves she and her father had encountered on the road had none of Casmir's awkwardness, and it was quite a thrill to be the one doing the intimidating. She craned her neck when he whirled around, curious as to what he was hiding. She had seen a dong or two in her life, but never under pleasant circumstances. Flashers, mostly.

"Y-you wanna help me?" Casmir babbled, distracting Behati's attention from his crotch. She stopped straining to see what was going on and sat back, arranging her paws in a neat line. "Sure," she drawled, her enthusiasm suddenly blunted. Group hunts weren't her strongest suite - not even in pairs - and big game scared her. The prospect of looking a fool in front of her new friend made the otherwise confident young lady feel a sting of fear. "What do you.. tend to hunt? Like rabbits?"